West Winfield High School - General Yearbook (West Winfield, NY)

 - Class of 1939

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As usual, Alex said nothing. As soon as we again reached Ralph's off- ice, he was swept up again in his workg so I left. When I left Texas, I was determined to do a little exploring. I had read an advertisement which told of, and showed pictures of Hull's Dude Ranch in Nevada. I had a sneaking suspicion that the Ranch was now run by Ann Hull. I flew over the state of Nevada sometime before I located a building that announced itself as Ann Hull's Dude Ranch, to all air traffic. I landed and inquired of the boy who took over my plane, before I could find the owner. Following the boy's directions, I went to the corral. Ann was then watching some of her Whandsu train- ing horses. She hadn't changed a bit. Her position suited her and she seemed extremely happy. Ann offered to give me riding lessons and to throw a big party for me if I would stay. However, I declined the off- er, having other business to attend to. As Ann and I were walking to- ward the ranch, we encountered, among other people a rather large, athletic woman. Ann said, niou remember Veronica Byrnes, don't you?N I was surprised at finding NBonnieu in such a place and said as much. They both expIained to me that WBonnien was Dean of Women at Penn State and that she spent all her spare time at Ann's Dude Ranch. Reluctantly I took my leave of two of my oldest friends. I had always wanted to go to Hollywood and time than the present. In Hollywood, I went to up and coming actress, Edith McMillan, made her looking over the set on which Boris Karloff was picture. Mr. Karloff's stand-in was none other there seemed no better a Premier in which the debut. Later I was making a new horror than my old school mate, Robert Knapp. Bob informed me that he owned a ranch on which he raised citrus fruits outside of Hollywood. He spent all his time there when he wasn't working at the studio. Bob gave me that if I went to this address, I would find me an address and told a big surprise. SUPP?- ises intrigue me so I went to the address. It was an office of a big producer. His private secretary was, of course, Virginia Rising. Nat- urally, Ginny and I fell to talking on the common days. I learned from her that Harriett Welch was Belgian Congo. Cnce when Ginny's job interrupted picked up a magazine and started glancing through over the pages, I caught a glimpse of a face that ground of our school a missionary in the our conversation, I it. As I skinned looked vaguely fam- iliar. Recovering the place, I decided that the face belonged to How- ard Palmer. He was advertising Arrow Shirts. Ginny confirmed my dec- ision and said that Howard had a chance for a movie contract. After spending a few more hours in Hollywood, I climbed into my plane and headed North. Somewhere over the state of Montana, motor trouble forced me to land in a small clearing in an isolated part of the state. Upon landing, I had noticed something that looked like a lookout tower. I left my plane and commenced to walk through the woods, toward the tower. It was a good three mile walk and when I came out in- to the clearing in which the tower stood, I was pretty well exhausted. A few feet from the steel girders of the tower was a small cabin with a lean-to kitchen. Smoke was coming from a dilapitated chimney prot- ruding from the lean-to. I presumed that this was a Forest Ranger's cabin. I knocked on the door and was confronted by Albert Will. After recovering sufficiently from my surprise, I introduced myself to Albert, as he d1dn't seem to recognize me. He remembered me instantly and made me feel completely at home in his cabin. I told him my difficulty and, after we had eaten a lunch which he had prepared, he set out to see if he could fix my plane. Left to myself, I explored my surroundings. From the pictures and news items covering the walls of the cabin, I gathered that Albert had played professional football before becoming a Forest Ranger. Sometime later Albert returned and said that the plane was ready to fly. I thanked him for his kindness and set off for the plane. My tour next took me to Montreal. I landed at that Canadian City, and began a tour of inspection. At a famous Concert Hall, I heard two famous artists, brother and sister, whom I knew very well. After the concert, I went backstage and lauded John and Josephine Koenig for their splendid work. John played the violin and Josephine sang Contralto. We talked about the class of '39 of which John had been the President. From Montreal, I flew Southeast to Boston, where John and Jos- ephine had told me I would find Faith Lohnas. Faith was running a very famous bride's school. I promised Faith that if I ever decided to get married, I would take a course at her school.

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Trip l939l that I had great difficulty finding my way around. I walk- ed for half an hour with no object in mind. I really hadn't noticed the time as I had been so busy looking at modernized New York. I cont- inued on.my way and suddenly came to a large black and white building which bore the sign 'Cotton Club.n Two people were just standing, looking at the door as if they expected it to open at any moment. I walked up to them with the purpose of asking directions. WPardon me,u I said, but that was as far as I got. The two people were none other than Kilt and Buck. They told me that they were waitors here and were waiting for someone to open the door for them so they could go in. I asked them if they weren't afraid of losing their jobs but they said it didn't matter if they lost their old Jobs. Conversing with them further, I learned that Ralph Griffith was in Texas and I made a men- tal note to stop there on my tour. After getting directions from the boys, I opened the door for them and then continued on my way. I went into one of the larger department stores. As usual I was completely lost. I finally found the women's wardrobe dept. and was cordially and warmly greeted by a charming girl who seemed to be the head of the department. S e had striking blue eyes and ultra upsweep hair do. It took me quite a few minutes to realize I was talking to Helen Colwell. From her I learned that Janet Smith was at the head of the style department in another large New York Store and that she CJanetJ went to the Paris openings twice a year. Helen also said that Janet often encountered there Mildred Sandford who was studying voice culture in Paris. Consulting with Helen further, I learned that Eliz- abeth Kehoe had her own exclusive dress shop on Fifth Avenue. I could imagine that Beth was probably her own best model. I bought a becom- ing l9bO made dress which Helen very efficiently helped me select, and left the store after receiving directions to Beth's shoppe. Arriving at Beth's Shoppe, I was escorted into Miss Kehoe's private office by Margaret Shermeta, Beth's trim and efficient Private Secretary. Beth was so much like her old self that I felt quite at home, even though I was in the midst of ultra modern grandeur. We had a grand time talking about Beth's lucrative business. However, it wasn't long before we were reminiscing. I remembered that Beth and Kathleen Huntley had been very good high school friends and so I in- quired about Kit. It seems that she had realized her life long ambit- ion and was running a beauty salon in Ilion. After being personally conducted through Beth's shopoe, I returned to my hotel, gathered up my few belongings, and started for my plane. I was going to continue my tour of 1950. I headed South with no purpose in mind. I passed several pass- enger planes all of which were decorated by advertising. On several of the ads on these planes I saw a very familiar face. On more cldsely scrutinizing this ad, I recognized the face of Cecelia Christian. Her natural curly eyelashes were advertising mascara and eye make-up. As my plane was speedy and the time went fast, I was soon over Miami, Florida. Never having seen this famous place, I decided to land and look over the future of it. I spent a day and a night exploring Miami. The one startling event that happened to me there, was my sur- prising meeting with Earl Palmer. Earl was running a Drug Store and was doing a very good business. I hadn't any intention of leaving the United States, but Earl said that if I went to Havana, Cuba, I would no doubt run into Joe Horan. As looking up the class of '39 was my primary idea, I went to Cuba. There at the exact snot where Earl had told me I would find him, was Joe Horan doing a Rhumba act in a Havana night club. One couldn't miss that red hair. when Joe had finished his act, he came over to my table, having recognized me before. He told me that dancing was just a side line with him. His main business was running a tobacco farm in the country. Joe was as nice and danced as well as he had in l939. I left Cuba that night and flew most of the night over the Gulf-of Mexico. Just about dawn I landed in a small Texas oil town where I had been told I would find Ralph Griffith. Sure enough, as I walked down the street later in the day, I was confronted by a large sign which boasted of Griffith's Oil Refinery. I found Ralph's private office. Ralph was the exact picture of the industrious, prosperous, business man. He personally conducted me on a tour of his refinery. We were constantly accompanied by a tall, serious looking person. I didn't notice him especially until Ralph called my attention to him. He was Alex Cursh. He was Ralph's private secretary and also his bodyguard. J 1 i 4



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I had completed my circuit and so, began the last lap back to West Winfield, In the Ilion Gorge, I set my plane down on a spacious air landing field, which the owners of the Black and White had made for air service. Mr. and Mrs. Paul Burnett were proprietors of the stand Mrs. Burnett was formerly Marion Connor. These occurences did not surprise me. Paul and Marion told me that Francis Brewer was married and lived on a farm somewhere in North Winfield, They also told me that if I visited the West Winfield Central School, I would find Arlene Cole teaching students typing and accounting, and Ruth Rice teaching Home Economics. I remembered that it was Arlene who had typed the Class Prophecy after I had finished writing it back in 1939 I had witnessed the whereabouts of every member of the class, except myself. However, I d1dn't have to see myself in 1950. I knew what I would be doing then. I was pretty sure that I was in New York doing Commercial Art work and singing as a sideline. I took my rented plane back to the place where I had rented lt. It seems that I had kept it much longer then the time I had rented lt for. The owner of the plane was very angry. In fact, he was furious In fact, he kicked me and I whirled through space and landed ln 1939 where I had left off. --Cornie Benif GRADUATION Yes, clasp the parchment tightly these few hours And learn to know ach1evement's haunting taste: Roll triumph on your tongue before lt soursg Do not rush with superficial haste Through this experience. Be glad And proud to hold the prize you struggled for, Believe there's nothing further to be had --That you will be content forevermore. Believe it till you wake some sudden dawn, When all the world's ablaze with sunlight fire To find that poor illusion strangely gone Before the splendor of a new desire. In silence you will lay this scroll away, And that will be your Graduation Day. --John Urbanek

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